No hurry
Three elderly people on a pedestrian bridge.
Elbows on the railing. Watching the traffic below.
No phones. No hurry. Just looking.
I drove past thinking they had nothing better to do.
Then caught myself.
Maybe they've figured out what we keep postponing.
That watching is allowed.
That we don't have to wait until we're old to stand still.
We could be there now.
We just won't let ourselves.
Three elderly people on a bridge watching traffic. They've already figured out what we keep postponing.
